Kyoto, Higashiyama District, Kiyomizudera Temple.

This temple with the oldest history in the East is located on Otowa Mountain, overlooking Kyoto for thousands of years. At the foot of the mountain, the Tang-style city streets, with the endless ancient buildings on both sides, make people feel like they are coming from

Modern society has entered the classical era. In the city streets, tourists are flocking in an endless stream. On the hiking trail further up, a man and woman are climbing up the stone steps.

Beiyuan stepped on the stone steps that had an unknown age, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Something is wrong.

Something is really wrong.

Why do I feel inexplicably flustered today? Since my rebirth, I have insisted on going to bed early and getting up early, can get off work early, and never delay leaving the office for a second. I exercise hard and make progress every day. Why does my body still have this condition? Kitahara raised his head

He reached up and pressed his chest again.

"Kitahara, what are you doing?" Miyagawa turned around and stared at the man in front of him curiously.

For some reason, Miyagawa felt that Kitahara today was a little strange. Although she couldn't say what was different, she always felt that there were some changes compared to the usual Kitahara. She vaguely felt that Kitahara who went out together seemed... seemed to be a little preoccupied.

What to think about.

Strange~.

"I'm here." Beihara coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment, and then hurried to catch up.

Soon, Miyagawa took the fully painted map of Kiyomizu Temple and led the man beside him to continue walking forward. After boarding the gate of Kiyomizu Temple, he quickly shuttled through the various Buddhist temples and shrines inside.

.Under the wooden wishing signs hung with strings of red ropes, many couples solemnly put their hands together and began to make wishes. In the scene of falling leaves in spring, it looked extremely romantic and moving.

For a girl like Miyagawa, it is inevitable. She also remembered the dispute over the right of way of the neighboring land in the Shogun Hotel case. It was because she drew a bad lottery at the shrine, and she lost to Machiko Dai. At this moment,

She is more willing to believe that somewhere in the sky when she looks up, there is a certain god watching her.

The girl in this mood could not control her devotion to worship at all, and quickly pulled the boy next to her to visit various mahogany shrines in the temple and the attic of the pagoda. From the wishing card under the red rope

, throwing lots in the Buddhist hall, fortune-telling in front of monks wearing bamboo hats, and even tarot card fortune-telling that seems completely incompatible with the ancient Tang-style Buddhist temples, and I don't know where it came from, I have already tried it.

But the girl didn't notice any violation at all.

The girl in front of her was like a tireless bird that chirped in the morning, constantly hopping back and forth from branch to branch.

A whole morning passed.

Kitahara was already doubting life. Throughout the morning, Kitahara kept clasping his hands, clasping his hands, clasping his hands. The girl in front of him seemed to be suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder. He had to follow the instructions for worship outside meticulously.

, can only give up after completing all the regulations. Sometimes after worshiping a shrine, Miyagawa's memory suddenly becomes blurry again. He doesn't know whether a certain step in the process was followed as instructed, so he immediately drags Kitahara into the shrine again.

Pay homage.

This process was repeated over and over again. The most exaggerated one was a mahogany shrine. They actually visited it more than 20 times. The reason was that there was an action of entering the temple gate in the process, and Miyagawa couldn't remember whether it was done properly.

, and this continues over and over again.

The girl in front of her had a serious expression. Yes, of course Miyagawa was very serious. In the face of such a major event in life, how could he not pay homage religiously?

Miyagawa looked at a side hall not far away, and seemed to have discovered a new target. He was about to pull the man next to him forward, but when he turned around, he saw that his face seemed a little uncomfortable, as if he was sick.

Feeling unsatisfied. Upon discovering the man's demeanor, Miyagawa was immediately surprised and said:

"Kitahara?! What's wrong with you? Are you feeling a little bad?"

"It's okay. I'm just a little tired. I want to take a rest." Beihara said with a smile. Then he pointed to a stone platform next to him, "Let's sit together, you have walked a lot."

Kitahara wanted to temporarily stop this cycle, which was an almost mechanical worship, to relax his muscles and bones. He couldn't bear it any longer.

"Okay." Miyagawa pouted slightly, then carefully opened a bamboo slip tube the size of a finger, and sat on the stone platform. "That's good, let me read what Kitahara drew just now."

Beiyuan sat on the stone platform, wanting to relax.

Suddenly, the eyelid of his right eye began to beat violently.

This skin, which is only a few square centimeters, seems to be equipped with a perpetual motion machine. For some reason, it starts to beat "suddenly" like a heart.

what happened?!

"What's wrong?" Miyagawa seemed to notice something strange about the man next to him, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing. Miyagawa, please continue to help me see what lottery was drawn." Kitahara replied. Then he raised his hand and gently pressed his beating eyelids in an attempt to calm them down.

what is going on?

Beiyuan didn't know what happened.

The more you try to control the movements of your eyelids, the more you lose control.

The more I tried to suppress my inexplicable panic, the more panicked I became inside.

Just as the man in front of him kept suppressing his beating eyelids, something suddenly seemed like a miracle happened. It was as if a goddess passed by and gently tapped his right eye. The inexplicable beating and panic suddenly disappeared in an instant.

Again.

What happened? Beiyuan felt strange and couldn't help but raise his head.

The next second.

Beside a pagoda and a stone bridge not far away, a beautiful figure came into Beiyuan's eyes. There were obviously so many tourists present, and there were also many beautiful, tall, and well-dressed women. But it was just such an accurate projection of a figure.

Above Beiyuan's pupils and on the stone bridge, a woman wearing a dark blue windbreaker stood on it, holding up her mobile phone to take pictures of the pagoda. Her delicate facial features, and her smile that I don't know whether to call it sweet or captivating.

That extremely familiar move, every frown, every smile, all movements stimulate the reaction of every cell in the retina through the reflection of light in the pupils.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The figure of this woman instantly triggered four huge Chinese characters in Beihara's mind -

【Mikoto Misumi】

At this moment, it was as if there was an electric current passing through Beihara's body. Ex-girlfriend... ex-girlfriend, why are you here?! I don't know why, but for no reason, Beihara felt guilty as never before. It's strange, he should be able to stand up confidently.

Why do I feel guilty about her?

Suddenly, Beiyuan looked at the girl next to him and immediately understood the reason for his guilty conscience.

This trip seems to have been initiated by me...

Then I met my ex-girlfriend during this trip...

So look at it from Miyagawa's perspective...

It seems that I know that my ex-girlfriend will come to Kyoto...

So I chose to travel to Kyoto together...

So the real purpose of this trip to Kyoto is not to accompany Miyagawa, but to meet his ex-girlfriend...

Such a chain of reasoning and argument, although completely inconsistent with the facts, is impeccable and irrefutable from Miyagawa's perspective. The thought of such an opinion may explode in the heart of the woman next to him. Kitahara's body trembled slightly.

one time.

He sensed the possibility that Miyagawa would be angry if he knew this.

Although Miyagawa always looks very gentle.

Although I have never seen Miyagawa lose his temper.

But I don't know why, at this moment, Beiyuan felt a trace of fear in his heart. Beiyuan, who had never been afraid of anything, was actually afraid.

Suddenly, the back of the woman on the stone bridge moved, as if she was about to turn around.
Chapter completed!